A Dream So Fair

Sometimes, I wonder how much of my Christianity was fueled by my love of speculative fiction (and hence how much of my interest in the numinous is currently). Below the cut is a hymn I loved as a child, and a large part of what I loved about it was that it felt like a different universe than the one we currently live in, or, rather, felt like the story of a translation from one universe to another. ( The Holy City, by Frederick E. Weatherly )